My Way

Chapter 43 The trapped beast in the cage
The breeze blew slowly through the forest, but it was unable to blow away the thick white fog.

"..."

After the man named Wen Changyu threw the long knife, he pulled the wound due to excessive movement, and the wound deepened again, so he breathed his last silently on the spot.

The blood-covered corpse could only half-kneel on the grass with its head lowered.

He didn't even know whether the long sword he threw hit the target.

but.

His efforts were not in vain after all.

It did help Ling Wuyuan block one of his opponent's dodging directions.

The arrows that were originally expected to hit only one or two actually hit three times.

The arrow that hit the right side of the abdomen was a special arrow, which injured the internal organs and caused serious damage.

The arrow hit the left thigh. It was an ordinary arrow and only injured some flesh and tendons. It was a minor injury.

There was an arrow hitting the calf of his left leg. It was a special arrow. After passing through the flesh and blood, the arrow hit the calf bone straightly and was forced to get stuck in it. Combined with the other injuries on the thigh, it instantly crippled Che Xianwei's left leg's ability to move.

The other ten or so arrows all missed their targets and stabbed into the ground at random.

of course.

Although they did not successfully hit the target, they did forcibly block Che Xianwei's movement.

He had no choice but to take the three arrows.

It cannot be said to be completely in vain.

at the moment.

The only thing that made Ling Wuyuan feel a little helpless was the long sword that Wen Changyu had thrown before.

The other party originally wanted to block Che Xianwei's escape direction.

There is nothing wrong with that, he actually did it.

The success allowed Ling Wuyuan to hit at least one more arrow.

But the long knife he threw also fell beside Che Xianwei...

This made the opponent, who was originally unarmed, once again possess a weapon.

Looking at Che Xianwei, who was holding a knife in one hand and staring at him as if he wanted to eat him alive, Ling Wuyuan looked at his special arrow that had successfully hit the opponent's abdomen with a little helplessness.

I don’t know if it was because his arm strength was not enough or because the opponent used some force-releasing techniques along the way, but although the special arrow he shot forcibly pierced Che Xianwei’s abdomen and caused effective penetrating wounds and internal injuries, the actual external wound did not look very big, only slightly larger than a quail egg.

This kind of injury is enough to be fatal to ordinary people.

But it was obviously not enough for Che Xianwei.

By forcibly controlling the muscles near the wound to contract, he quickly completed a simple hemostasis and prevented the blood in his body from flowing out in large quantities.

'never mind……'

"Since I can't kill him with one strike, I'll just use my strength to wear him out..."

Think of this.

Ling Wuyuan let out a long sigh with a calm expression.

Then he sat on the branch and took a rest contentedly.

Although only more than ten arrows were shot.

But those arrows were all shot out with the fastest speed and greatest force!
So Ling Wuyuan's hands also felt a little numb.

Looking at Ling Wuyuan, who had no intention of hiding and sat down on the tree branch to rest, Che Xianwei's forehead naturally became full of veins!
He understood that just like before, after causing serious enough injuries, he did not choose to finish off Wen Changyu at close range, but instead wanted to use his existing injuries to drag him to death. Now, Ling Wuyuan also wanted to drag himself to death.

At this moment.

Although the injury in his abdomen was not fatal in the short term, it was ultimately a short-term thing.

My internal organs have been injured and I need to receive treatment as soon as possible!
Once time drags on for too long.

Then they will inevitably gradually weaken and even be dragged to death due to serious injuries.

Besides.

The wound on his arm was also causing him to continue bleeding.

The simple bandage before could at most slow down the rate of blood loss.

As for the other wounds on the legs and body, they are also having a negative impact.

Although it won't affect life in the short term, if it's delayed for too long, it will eventually become the straw that breaks the camel's back...

However, sadly, even though Che Xianwei knew what Ling Wuyuan was planning, he still had no good solution.

Now, his left leg has been severely injured, and it is a bit difficult for him to just stand up.

It was totally impossible to expect him to rush to Ling Wuyuan and kill him quickly.

at no choice.

Che Xianwei could only try to launch verbal attacks on Ling Wuyuan, trying to provoke him and lure him into getting close to attack him.

"You little bastard, I..."

But, does Ling Wuyuan care?
He obviously wouldn't care.

Whether he was an orphan in his previous life or an orphan and a beggar in this life, he suffered from verbal attacks.

Therefore, Che Xianwei's verbal attack seemed really weak to him.

He almost laughed out loud on the spot.

You can even politely smile and remind:
"Swear louder."

"The sound is too quiet."

As soon as these words came out.

Che Xianwei immediately felt some pain in his lungs.

Literally a pain in the lungs!

He had internal injuries.

Now, just simply speaking causes excruciating pain in my internal organs.

It's really embarrassing to expect him to curse louder.

However, Ling Wuyuan's words really made him angry.

It was a feeling of being totally ignored.

It would be fine if you met a real master.

But Ling Wuyuan was just a little brat who took the opportunity to attack him.

He immediately cursed:
"Don't let me catch you, or you will suffer a lot. I will peel your skin off..."

While he was cursing.

As he became more and more excited, scarlet blood flowed out of his mouth.

Looking at it all.

Ling Wuyuan immediately revealed a bright smile.

"scold!"

"Keep on cursing!"

“I’ll just sit here and listen!”

Shortly after.

Faced with the strange feeling that the more he was scolded, the more pain he felt. Che Xianwei finally couldn't hold it anymore and couldn't scold anymore. He could only choose to sit down quietly, anxiously thinking about how to get out of the current situation...

When Ling Wuyuan saw this, he put away his smile and his expression became as calm as usual. He just sat quietly on the branch, staring at the other person a hundred meters ahead.

He doesn't need to know what the other party wants to do, let alone what the other party is planning.

He just needs to know one thing.

The advantage is mine!

Just slowly consume the opponent's energy!
that's it.

Ling Wuyuan also stopped talking.

He just sat quietly on the branch, watching the wound on Che Xianwei's body bleed slowly but steadily.

He understood that the continued loss of blood in the body would not only make Che Xianwei's injuries more serious, but would also gradually cause weakness, dizziness, vertigo, fainting... and other phenomena.

At this moment, in his eyes.

Although Che Xianwei is much stronger than himself, he has become a trapped beast in a cage.

There is no chance of a comeback.

(End of this chapter)